The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1887-09-17

and shouldered, and then be went limp.
ing down stairs. = .'Ssi sF-E rs
Dear me, 10, what an irritable man
your husband isl" said mamma. "Why,
child that must be your old alpaca ~
ITO bs sure 1t is, mamma" answered,
smoothing out Of the wrinkles. n
Mamma sighed profoundly and shook
her head. She did not like Charles, and
always regretted that l had refused g
wealthy offer and taken up with poor
clerk. ! had just got the dress on when
l heard him shout out that It was time to
go to the train. 81 ~
Mamma dropped the brush and ran
down and l followed, putting in my pretty
ensme!od cuff buttons as / went. One
clipped from my nervous fingers and fell
tinkling down the stairs and into the hall
under Charities feet. OF course he made
q step and smashed 1t. = U1s -is9
"Oh, see what you've done now!" I
cried out, and the tears, so long restrained,
broke forth. 800 W. Tf-'
"1'm always putting my foot in it, it
seems" said Charlie, stillly: N
/ fingered 8 moment, hoping he might
make some advances toward a reconcilia.
t!on and give me an excnee for taking
back all the unkind words had uttered,
but he only eaid careleesly: sr NJ
you had better get your breakfast"
and strode away whistlinY shriller pitch
than over. - Az - 70
l followed mamma into tho breakfast
room and ecalded my mouth with come
hot coffee, and in few minutes later We
we're OF, rafting away under the leaden
sky toward the depot.
~ hope We are in time" said mamma.
Than silence fell. glanced Of my hus.
band he waa gazing out at the window
and still whissling under his breath. In
ten minutes We should part and never
meet again, ,perhapu. The last thought
was too much for me. T. = N
"Oh, Charlie!" l whispered, and Slid
my hand into his. r. 4 :"
His fingers lay passive in the grasp of
mine. He did not even turn his eyes to-.
ward me. a. Ia .l..E I7',7'' A =
The carriages stopped; We were at the
station. y = "a -. :
Hurry up; there's not second to
lose," said Charlie, and before I could get
my breath We were out aud off the train.
"Good.by. Charlie" l gasped, my heart
in my eyes. y. $3.50 81:
"Gooa.by, Midget" he responded, soft
ening at the last moment. "Don't worry
about me. shall have jolly lark while
you're away" l32sft s-'s9sz So
"Oh, Charlie" ST.
The idea Of talking about "iolly lark"
and my heart ready to breakl But the
train was gone, leaving Charlie on the
platform, kissing tho tips Of his fingers.
Dear me, 10, what an absurd man your
hnabsnd is" remarked mamma in severe
whisper; "he has attracted eyerybody's
attention. Aud you-surely you arc not
crying, Jol"' Tf m
I was crying like baby and would have
given the round world to have escaped
from mamma and gone back to Charlie.
Such miserable journey ss it wgs, and
such a miserable night as followed, al
though mamma did her best to make me
comfortable in her stylish city home, l
could think OF nothing bat Charlie. I
had parted from him In anger, and must
go back and AJAX his forgiveness. Life was
such an uncertain thing; a day, an hour
might be too late. 81 - n,
Bright and early the next morning I
was oil. Mamma was very angry and said
great deal, but all that does not matter.
gave up my visit and started home to
Charlie. The flying train seemed to
creep; was In q fever OF remorse and
iepentence. {5l IN = ~ |'isseli5 5a
Toward noon No came to the Relay
house and got OF to exchange trains. I
felt exceedingly lonely aud down.hearted
40 gathered up my belongings and hur.
ried out. So many droaGy miles lay DO.
tween me and home. is! = q.ls nae 4
l was on the steps c!ambaring timidly
down when strong hand clu.ched me. h
why, Jo?"
"Oh, Charlle!" IVY. si&lsG
He almost lifted me- or and hurried me
into tho waiting room, his handsome face
glow. W. 3,&,aR
Nov, Midget" he cried when we were
alone, what does this mean p .4f'sAE1'5
u was 30 miserable I could not say" I
sob5ed out, my head against his breast
Il had to come back to you Charlie, oh,
forgive me-" fsf2E'
How his eyes ahore. How close hip
dear arms held me. In that moment I
felt what a precious thing 1t ig to BIS truly
loved. I'gl5 - H. :
sand I was coming 10 you," he said,
bis voice unsteady. " made up nv mind
not to stand another night like the last
one, 10, | was q brute to treat you as
did, but" 1as
flush, hush!n I said, "tthe fault was
all mine, but III mover be gross to you
again while I live-I never will, Charlie! y
swell, now. which way do We travel ?"
questioned Charlie, when 1t was all over
hadn't you better 60 back 10 mamma,
my dear, and have ysur visit out :" :sJt.
mo, Charlie, I v antI 10 20 with you
there 10 no place in the world like our lit.
tie home" 5!% "a g d i,
Charles face spoke whole Libraries
and home we went hand in hand, 90 to
speak. tjsSl,3l'I S5is.7.T'f S&g6 /
Years have come and gone since that
happy, happy day when Charlie and j
met each other half way, but no shadow
or doubt or anger or indifference has evel
since dimmed lhesunshine Of our weddei
bliss. Z 800
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